Chapter 1617:
It was Driscoll, standing with quiet respect. “Jordy and Zoe have invited you. Should I decline for you?”
Elyse paused, a thoughtful frown furrowing her brow.
“And what's their connection to Jayden?” she asked, eyes narrowing slightly.
Driscoll chose his words carefully, weighing them in his mind. “I'd say it's lukewarm. Neither particularly friendly
nor hostile.”
Elyse’s eyes gleamed with understanding. “So, it’s not good. They're clearly up to something. Decline it, please.”
She suppressed a yawn.
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The news of Elyse’s rejection landed like a sucker punch in Jordy’s gut. “She won't even see me? It’s clear she’s
hell-bent on exposingand Corrie. How can she be so heartless?”
Jordy slumped back in his study chair, the weight of his despair pressing down on him. Was he really going to let
Elyse hold this kind of power over him? What claim did she have over him? Just because she was with Jayden?
Frustration churned inside Jordy, his nerves fraying as the urge for a cigarette crept up on him. Suddenly, Zoe
burst in, causing him to jump out of his skin.
Her gaze was sharp, unsettling, making him shiver.
“Don’t you knock?” he stammered, flustered. “That's rude, you know.”
Zoe's eyes narrowed dangerously. “Knock? Are you seriously askingthat?”
Jordy’s voice faltered. “I... | was just startled. Never mind.”
Zoe locked eyes with Jordy’s guilty expression, her suspicion deepening. Folding her arms, she demanded, “Have
you been hiding something from me?”
Jordy flinched, clearly caught off guard. “What? Why would you even think that? How could | possibly do that?”
A thought suddenly struck Zoe—the faint scent of perfclinging to Jordy when he had chome. It was
subtle, but unmistakable. “Did you put on cologne before you left?” she asked, narrowing her eyes.
Jordy shook his head instantly. “Of course not.”
“Then explain the perfon you,” Zoe snapped, her temper flaring. “You're not getting any younger, Jordy. You
wouldn't dare betrayat this point, would you?”
Jordy quickly shook his head. “Betray you? Con, I'm way past my prime. Who would even be interested in an
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Zoe hesitated, studying him. He was indeed getting on in years—his face bore the marks of time, speckled with
age spots. That thought alone doused the flames of her suspicion, at least for now.
Still, her sharp gaze landed on something else—his hand, clutching a cigarette. Her expression darkened. “And
where did that cfrom? Didn't | tell you to quit smoking?” Her voice rose a notch. “Don’t tellyou've been
sneaking cigarettes again?”
Jordy glanced down at the cigarette, cursing his own carelessness. He had been so preoccupied with covering up
his affair that he hadn't even realized he was holding a cigarette.
Awkwardly, he let out a chuckle and tried to play it off, tucking the cigarette away. “It's not what it looks like! Just
a misunderstanding. | wasn’t going to smoke it—I just wanted to smell it, you know? Helps with the cravings.”